Today, pick yourself up. Stop looking for the same love, same voice, same smell, same person.
Stop having a miserable time at the corner of treason.
Do the same old things that made you happy before all of these happened, be the same old person who loves the sea with waves crashing.
The only one you should look for in the same room is the same old you.
YOU ARE READING
POETRY THAT STAYS
PoésieYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...
